Purpose for My Living
by Rod Washington
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There's a purpose for my living,
there's a passion I have found.
Something special I've been given,
so I'm giving of my life
There was a time when I was wandering,
trying to make it on my own.
I was living in a barren land,
Aimless did I roam.
Until I heard of a special love
that can change us from within.
When I chose to give my life away.
He gave it back again.
And I know he has a plan for me,
when I choose to just believe.
And it seems the more I hive away,
the more that I receive.
And though it may not be the easy way.
Who could ask for any more.
When I've found a greater hapiness,
that I'd ever had before.
© 1996 Rod Washington
